The night was seductive.
The shriek from Big Mouth startled the man with angled bangs at the front.
He quickly turned his head, only to see Big Mouth collapsed on the ground, blood spurting from his neck.
The candle fell to the ground, and under the faint candlelight, it seemed to flicker as a pair of shoes appeared, but then they quickly vanished.
"Did any of you see what just happened?" the man with angled bangs asked the men behind him.
"I, I was just watching that little Zombie, didn't see anything, just turned my head and saw Big Mouth on the ground," said one of the men.
"I, I, I didn't see anything either," another man said, his eyes wide with terror as he saw Big Mouth lying on the ground.
There was a horrific wound on the neck, a fatal blow. The blood was still flowing from the wound.
Big Mouth's mouth was wide open as if he wanted to say something, but it seemed like his throat had been cut by a sharp weapon, leaving him unable to speak.
The man with angled bangs tried to remain calm, approached, and squatted down, saying to the other men, "Something's wrong, keep an eye on our surroundings. I'll check on Big Mouth."
It seemed Big Mouth heard a response he wanted, his eyes showing a relieved expression as his mouth opened wide.
The man with angled bangs squatted down, lowered his head and asked, "Big Mouth, did you see anything just now?"
Big Mouth used all his strength to open his mouth wide, but still couldn't say anything.
He struggled for a while, and then said nothing.
His head tilted, and he was gone.
A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the man with angled bangs; throughout their journey, although Big Mouth often spoke rudely, he had been incredibly loyal to him, saving him more than once.
The man with angled bangs sighed deeply, and then closed Big Mouth's still-open eyes with his hands.
"Big Bro Hai, let's leave this place, it's too eerie here," one of the men said.
As soon as he finished speaking.
A sound of something falling hit the ground, making a piercing noise.
There definitely was someone!
The man with angled bangs was furious, there must be someone else in the room.
He turned on the already low-battery flashlight, shining it towards the location of the noise.
But under the light, there was nothing to be seen.
Just as the man with angled bangs was about to check other places.
Another scream echoed from nearby.
Just 3 meters away, another companion's neck was also spurting blood.
The wound was neat, clearly cut by something sharp!
After the man fell, he said in terror on the ground, "There's a man in the room, he's right here in the room!"
After saying these words, it seemed he used up all his strength, and finally lay there motionless.
At this point, the man with angled bangs went from initial shock to now raging fury.
Was someone messing with them?!
"Come out! If you dare, come out! Damn it! What do you want?" yelled the man with angled bangs hysterically.
No response came back, two people had died consecutively. But they hadn't seen a trace of the enemy, which made the other two people consider retreating.
"Maybe, Big Bro Hai, we should leave?" said one of the men tremblingly.
The man with angled bangs didn't reply, looked at the Long Knife in his hand, and gripped it tightly.
With his other hand, he held the candle, waving it fiercely towards the dark space ahead.
I don't know what's in the darkness, but Xie Liuhai was just trying to force the person hiding in the dark to come out.
"Come out!" Xie Liuhai roared angrily.
The remaining two, seeing Xie Liuhai who seemed to have gone mad, exchanged glances.
Silently, they headed toward the door, just wanting to leave this place.
The door suddenly shut, stopping the two in their tracks, turning their gaze toward the direction of the door.
The darkness made it hard to see clearly.
But one could vaguely make out some blurry shapes. Still, nothing concrete was visible.
What exactly was going on?
Everyone stopped speaking, and Xie Liuhai also seemed to regain his composure, slowly walking towards the other two people.
"Don't split up, everyone. We shouldn't be defeated one by one. There are definitely no ghosts here; it must be someone's doing!" Xie Liuhai stated confidently.
"Yeah, Brother Hai, I believe you, let's... Ah!" The man hadn't finished his sentence when he seemingly noticed something. His body slightly turned, and he was struck by a knife on the shoulder.
A cut opened up instantly on the shoulder. Seeing this, Xie Liuhai threw the Long Knife he held straight towards the fleeting shadow he had just seen.
From there, a muffled cry of pain followed.
Xie Liuhai seized the opportunity to strike while his adversary was weak.
Without a word, taking two steps in stride of three, he picked up the spear from the ground and ran in that direction.
But when he got close, besides a few drops of blood on the ground, there was nothing else to be seen.
Seeing the blood, Xie Liuhai confirmed something—there were definitely people causing trouble here.
"Brother Hai, I've been stabbed," the injured man said painfully.
"Yeah, Old Wang, take care of him. I'm going to deal with that bastard," Xie Liuhai said angrily.
After speaking, with a flashlight in one hand and the spear in the other, he fearlessly searched around the room.
He was determined to deal with that bastard.
Big Mouth's death couldn't be in vain!
But after searching around the small room of barely twenty square meters twice, he found nothing.
Xie Liuhai and the remaining two people stood together, lighting two candles and illuminating a five-meter radius around them.
Xie Liuhai stood in place, staring into the darkness ahead, lost in thought.
By their side, the small zombie continued to roar incessantly.
Suddenly, a thought flashed across Xie Liuhai's mind which occurred the moment they were attacked when they were near the small zombie.
Could this person have some connection with the small zombie? As soon as this idea came to him, Xie Liuhai immediately thought of the grave he saw in the other room earlier.
There definitely had to be a connection.
Thinking this, Xie Liuhai whispered to the two men on guard beside him: "Be alert."
Then he took a few steps towards the direction of the small zombie. This small girl-zombie wasn't far from them originally, and after a few steps, he reached her.
Xie Liuhai lifted the spear in his hand, glanced at the darkness behind him, waiting for any movement to come.
Positioning himself as if he was going to kill the small zombie, still no movement occurred.
Gathering strength, just about to stab.
A small glass bottle flew towards him, smashing in Xie Liuhai's direction.
Xie Liuhai tilted his body, not only did he not retreat, but he also ran towards the direction from which the bottle was thrown, shouting, "Control the small zombie."
His intuition was correct; the person in the room definitely had a connection with the small zombie. Just as he was about to deal with the small zombie, the glass bottle was thrown.
The small zombie was the weak spot of the person in the room, whoever they might be.